Books in Translation

Being Here is Everything – Marie Darrieussecq

How can a biography of any woman not be about her sad fucking life?

I Am the Brother of XX – Fleur Jaeggy

The private self will not be saved by rationality.

The Last Wolf & Herman – László Krasznahorkai

If Bernhard was, however reductive the term, the Alpen-Beckett (Beckett of the Alps), then László Krasznahorkai might in turn be called the Alföld-Bernhard, the Bernhard of the Great Hungarian Plain.

Go, Went, Gone – Jenny Erpenbeck

A system that uses and relies on lists and numbers never can account for lives, but only for bodies — dead or alive.

August – Romina Paula

The toggling between and stacking up of intensifiers and alternatives vividly brands the narrative of August with a symbol of equivocation and transition.

Fog – Miguel de Unamuno

When we die, we all become fictional characters.

Thus Bad Begins – Javier Marías

Like so many young Spaniards of the transition, Juan never questions his elders, as though pointing out Muriel’s hypocrisy might lead to the return of the Franco regime.

Nights as Day, Days as Night – Michel Leiris

While “a fieldwork of the self” is clearly how much of Leiris’s other work operates, this book resists.

Atlantic Hotel – João Gilberto Noll

ATLANTIC HOTEL’s moral compass is far wonkier than even the most clever parody of a hardboiled detective noir.

Full Stop Quarterly: August 2017

This issue of the Full Stop Quarterly is concerned with the processes and systems that make up and facilitate writing and reading, and in particular with poetry, the perpetual avant-garde.